Serving You

 “…Behold, let thine handmaid be a servant to wash the feet of the servants of my lord.” 1 Sam. 25:41

 “…you serve the Lord Christ.” Col. 3:24
 
If I were here when You were here,
Son of God and Son of Man,
What I’d want more than anything
Would be to serve You at Your hand.
Little things that must be done –
Unimportant in themselves –
I’d try to do for love of One
Whose love all else excels.
 
I wish I could have washed Your feet,
You Who washed other men’s,
Or cooked and brought You food to eat
When Your day’s work was at an end.
I wish I could have given You
Soft pillows for Your head,
Or had a home to welcome You
As through the land You’d tread.
 
A few small comforts – not a lot
To give the King of Kings;
But as I’d work, You’d fill each thought
(To know You makes joy sing!).
Ointment, mending, cold water, too,
I’d try to anticipate each need;
Watching, listening, then I’d do
Whate’er I could for my Friend indeed.
 
But…I am here and that was then,
Yet there is a way to serve
Vicariously with the same end
Jesus Who worship so deserves.
You have here serving faithfully
Many who themselves could use
Encouragement and ministry
As their lives for You diffuse.
 
Behind the scenes in little ways
Let me a blessing be,
Lifting their load on weary days
As they give their all for Thee.
All the ways above and more
You grant me to adore You;
Serving others serves You, Lord,
Whose face I seek in what I do.